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yandereworlds · 2 years

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It’s been a long day. || {YANDERE!BUTCHER X READER}

hey everyone! this is dae-hyun’s intro, i hope you guys like it! not a lot of yandere-like behavior {yet} since it’s just the introduction, but i hope it’s interesting anyway LOL

here’s dae-hyun’s bio :3

https://at.tumblr.com/yandereworlds/meet-dae-hyun-hes-korean-american-and-works-as-a/r8aisxxkhw4h

“Mama, this place smells funny..”

“I know honey, but we’re almost done, okay?” The woman smiled at the child, giving a small laugh to the boy plugging his nose shut with his tiny hands, coiling up into his jacket. The scent of blood, steel and raw meats can be very overwhelming, so nobody could blame him, especially with the loud whirring above them on the ceiling and cases below them. Places like this had a horrendous smell to them and were less cost efficient, you could at least guarantee higher quality products than the average supermarket. It wasn’t dirty here or anything, but the entire aesthetic felt more visceral and gross to most people, but that’s a small price to pay for what they had available.

Crouching down to his level, manicured fingers gently rested on his shoulder, her free hand pointing across the pathway towards the opposite end of the front desk to a small wooden display. “Why don’t you pick a snack from that counter over there?” The boy immediately smiled, hands still covering his nose.

“Okay, mama!”

“Get something for your brother too, he probably wants one of those meat and cheese things.”

The child rushed towards the counter, taking in everything there was to offer; which actually wasn’t a lot. Various meat type snacks were obvious choices, and a few packaged treats such as small muffins, sweet rolls and some generic candy options. As the boy looked for something he wanted, his mother studied the meat display-case, her hand over her mouth in thought. Brushing some blonde locks out of her face, the woman looked up at the man behind the counter, who had just finished wrapping up the last item she chose. She was unable to look him in the eye though. That was normal from customers though.

“I think I’m gonna get some sirloin too..”

“How much?”

It almost sounded like a demand, rather than a question. His voice was low, and gruff. He sounded like he was threatening people half the time he spoke, even if he didn’t mean to. Put off again by his tone, the woman’s eyes flickered away in anxiousness. She didn’t wanna be here any longer than she needed to, just being in this man’s presence made her feel uneasy. At least he hadn’t shown any signs of aggression, but it was the way he looked at everything. The guy looked like a gang member. She chalked it up to maybe he was just having a bad day, and that the sooner she was out of his way he’d feel better. And she’d feel better.

“Uh, I’m thinking.. twenty ounces.”

With no response, the male takes a few slabs of the meat to weigh it. Little green electronic numbers flashed on the screen above the scale counting it in pounds, soon enough getting to a pound and quarter-pound. Satisfied, the man began wrapping the beef into kraft paper, closing it tightly to ensure the meat would not be contaminated or spoiled. His clear gloves had a little smearing of blood and juice on it, his eyes solely focused on his hands as he worked, never even giving the mother a second glance. In her mind, she never could understand how someone can be just so comfortable touching raw meat. Yeah, she had to when she cooked, but even then she felt it was kind of gross. She couldn’t imagine having a career solely on handling them. It was creepy how unbothered and distant he looked while packaging it. Taking aluminum foil, he finalized his work with one final layer around the raw meat and paper. Once everything was wrapped, he slipped all the different meats into a brown paper bag, the sounds of pitter-patter coming closer.

“I got snacks, mama!”

“Good job, sweetheart! Put it up on the countertop!”

The child set down two snacks; a meat-n-cheese stick combo, and some gummy bears. Taking off the rubber gloves before dropping them into the wastebasket by his feet, he used some sanitizer and rubbed them between his calloused hands without a word. The air was a bit awkward, the silence causing more awkward tension for the mother and her child to the point the boy used one of his hands to grab ahold of hers, still plugging his nose with the other. The man noticed this, but brushed it off. Grabbing the two items, he punched them into the register in front of him, along with the sirloin and other meats. Once complete, he pressed enter and the total came up on the small electronic screen on the -honestly outdated- machine for checkout. He pushed the snacks towards the edge of the countertop, gesturing for the child to grab them again, before looking back at the woman.

“Total is thirty-one dollars and sixty cents. You can round up to thirty-two if you wish to donate to our Paradise fund. It gives extra money to our local farmers to provide for their animals to ensure they live healthier lives.”

“Sure thing..!” Her voice sounded like she was holding her breath, giving a weak smile.

The blonde reached into her designer purse, digging around for her wallet as her son grabbed at the snacks again. Little brown eyes looked up at the taller male, who was well over twice his size. The man looked down at the child, the natural scowl on his face making the boy shrink back into his mother’s side, gripping onto her jacket. He didn’t mean to scare the kid, but he just couldn’t help how he looked. It’s not like he could just change his face. Though, he really wished he could. When cash was set on the counter, her thin hands immediately coiled back, as if he’d grab her if she lingered too long. Pulling the drawer open more, the man slipped the money into the machine, clicking some more keys until a receipt started coming out of the slot. Ripping it out, he set it inside the bag, wrapping the top in on itself to make a stronger hold than the actual handles, gesturing it towards her with his hand on the bottom of the bag to avoid breakage. The mom took the paper bag from him, almost cringing from how rough his hands felt. Using her free hand, she grabbed onto her child’s small one, making him whine from the smell now being able to reach his nose.

“Have a good rest of your night, ma’am.”

“You too..” She turned, looking down at her son as her smile changed from nervous to actual happiness. “Let’s go, honey. When we get home, do you wanna help mommy prepare dinner too?”

“Yeah! We’re having sgetti right?”

Their voices began to fade as they exited the door, the little bell ringing overhead. “Yep! We’re gonna be making spaghetti. You’re gonna help mama with..-” Her voice disappeared from the room, him watching as she walked into the small parking lot towards her car. It was dark out, she should really be more careful when it’s just her and her kid. Cruel people could take advantage of that. At least he knew they’d be safe on their way out, but nobody really comes by in later hours anyway. But seeing that woman and her son made her think back to his own childhood. Walking towards the snacks counter, he began mindlessly cleaning up after the kid’s aftermath of rummaging. The man knew kids were messy, he understood that, so he couldn’t be mad at him. Plus, it was an easy clean. Nothing to get worked up over, unlike what he saw from employees in other establishments. They’d freak out over the smallest thing, at just a child. He didn’t understand how grown adults could be so frustrated over something like that, especially if the kid didn’t mean to be. His parents never treated him like that.

When did he go out last with his own mother for errands like that? Dae-Hyun couldn’t remember. She died a decade ago by now, but he did remember going on little ‘adventures’ with her. He missed that. He missed when his mom would help him work in the shop, teaching him with a smile on her face. He brushed some black hair out of his eyes.

At least that little boy was still able to do things with his own mother, the man was glad he hadn’t gone through that loss, especially this early in his life.

Now that he thought of it, after his mom died he never really went out after that. His dad didn’t have the energy or enthusiasm to go out like he did when his mom was alive. Both of them took it pretty hard, so it made sense they weren’t as spontaneous without her. Not to mention, his father wasn’t one to be spontaneous on his own at all really, it was mostly his mom giving them something to do or somewhere to go. Dae-Hyun wasn’t really either, he mostly took after his dad. His dad could barely even keep running the butchery after a few years with her gone, let alone go out. He’d stop showing up as much for work, and would hire people to run it until his son was old enough to take over the family business, and by the time Dae-Hyun could run it all on his own, his dad had stopped showing up at all. He turned everything in his son’s name, living off the profit made from the years prior. His father was lucky though. If he hadn’t promised his mother to continue the business, he would have probably turned down the offer. Yeah, his dad would want Dae-Hyun to keep the family line, but it’s not like he could force him in the end. Dae-Hyun was -in his mothers words-, her ‘little baby butcher’; he’d feel guilty if he let it go. At least the job was fairly easy once he learned the skills, easy money without risk of being fired.

As his thoughts continued to spiral into different directions of his family, he absentmindedly began wiping down the counters. A lot of the time, Dae-Hyun was on auto-pilot, not really putting a lot of thought into what he did, just went through the motions. His extended family was worried about him, but he didn’t mind living this way. Or well, at least he thought. He did what he needed to, and that was life. He’d been doing it for years, and he turned out fine for the most part. He began to wonder how life would have been different if his mom had been around. The black-haired man stared blankly down at the countertop, spraying then rubbing with the rag. He didn’t bother checking the time, or the door. Nobody showed up this late, he had about thirty minutes until he’d close. The only time it would be busy this late is during the holiday season, and it was the middle of May.

Then, a little bell rang.

“Hello!”

A little shocked, Dae-Hyun lifted his head, meeting eyes with another customer. He didn’t recognize them. Well, that was new.

“Sorry I’m here so late in the day, but I heard you’d be slower during the night. You’re not closing yet, right? I read on the website you close at ten?”

“Uh..” He blinked a few times quietly, still looking all too intimidating. “Yeah, we’re still open.”

The person gave a relieved sigh, their hand resting on top of their chest. “Good, I was worried.” They gave a gentle laugh, smiling up at him as they approached the counter. “I’ll be quick, okay? I just need to get a few things.”

Dae-Hyun wasn’t used to such gleeful interaction, feeling almost a little off-put by it. “Take your time. You still have a little while.” His scowl remained the same, taking his spray bottle and rag into the drawer, reaching towards the sanitizer again. Giving himself a little to rub between his hands, the other nodded and went off to look around. The male snuck another glance at the customer, trying to get a read on them. They’re definitely new to the shop, he hadn’t seen them before. He watched as they picked an item from the shelf and eyed it. They didn’t look like the type to steal, they wore pretty decently priced clothes and looked well-presented, and their overall stature didn’t imply they were the thieving type. They were pretty cute honestly. Not that it really mattered though.

“Y’know, I’ve heard good things about this place.” The sudden voice startled Dae-Hyun, quickly looking away so that they didn’t realize he had been staring at them, unintentionally warding them off. “I read online that this was a family thing?”

The man nodded, resting his hands on the counter. “Yes, it started as my grandfathers.”

The person smiled again, still holding the item in their hand, a sauce bottle. “That’s so cool!” Walking towards the front, their {E/C} eyes met with his deep brown ones. They weren’t looking away, what was up with them? “But..” They gestured at the emptiness behind him, “Are you the only one who works here..?” The man nodded silently, almost looking away from the eye contact himself. It was a weird feeling. They frowned, setting the bottle on top. “Don’t you get lonely?”

Now that was an unexpected question. Most people just got what they needed and left, and any small talk was usually to cut tension, not actively start a conversation. They didn’t seriously worry if a guy like him was lonely, right? His scowl softened a little, tilting his head to the side. He actually felt.. more focused right now. Mostly intrigued by the approach.

“I mean..” He paused, he did feel lonely. But just saying ‘yes’ felt a little undeserved on their end, afterall; they did make the effort to actually converse with him. He kind of felt like he owed more than that. “Yes, but it’s not anything I can’t handle.” He pulled out a brown bag from under the countertop before opening it and setting it down, then pulling out a pair of clear gloves. “Have you decided what you’d like?” Did he always sound this mean? He never really considered it before, why did he only really notice it now? No wonder people looked at him funny. It’s not like he was unaware of how he sounded, but it never really caught his full attention.

“Oh..! Uhm..” They looked down at the glass display, reading off what they wanted. “I was thinking.. Ten pounds ground beef, and just a pound of boneless ribeye.” They pointed at the steak within the case, nodding. “Yep, that’s the one.”

Dae-Hyun nodded, quietly opening the casket. Pulling out the tray of ground beef, he wrapped it in some extra protective layers, setting it inside the bag before grabbing the ribeye. Watching as the man worked, {Y/N} looked up at him. They pursued their lips for a moment, before giving a small laugh. “Y’know, you’re not as scary as I heard you were.”

That caught his attention. He turned a little, meeting eyes with them with a startled look, letting out a quiet ‘what’.

“Yeah, a bunch of my friends said you had the best meat products but that you were absolutely terrifying.” They let out another playful scoff with a slight shrug, “I mean, I can see why they’d think that, a big hulky guy carrying around bloody meats and cleavers” they leaned over the counter, “But.. I don’t know, you don’t seem all that scary to me.” Being told that he was lonely, made {Y/N} feel a little sympathy for him. That answer alone made him feel a lot more human than what the other people in town said about him. {Y/N} liked to think they’re a lot less judgy than their peers, and wanted to come see for themselves if ‘the scary butcher guy’ was as terrifying as they heard.

Unaware to even respond, Dae-Hyun felt a little pang in his chest. He just.. stared at them. He could feel a little warmth spread across his face, almost sweating. That felt.. Good, but also very intimidating. Intimidating? Since when was he the intimidated one? It felt.. almost terrifying. Catching himself in his trance, the man quickly looked back to the scale, trying to fixate his eyes on it and not retreat back to the customer, muttering an apology. He nodded. “Th.. Thank you.” He swallowed, mind a little aflutter from the comment, almost missing the scale’s number. This was so odd, he’s barely even met this person and he’s already feeling a little anxious. And that smile on their face.. When did he last see someone smile so genuinely at him like that? While wrapping the meat, he snuck a glance at them, noticing they were already reaching into their bag to pull out their wallet. He carefully put the steak into the bag, taking off his gloves and sanitizing again. He really used it too much, it certainly didn’t help the callousness of his hands. Typing away at the register, as {Y/N} tossed a sweet roll on the counter top. He must have been too in his head to even realize they walked over there. Punching in the extra numbers, he turned to them, noticing the debit card in their hand.

“Uh..” He paused, “We only take cash..”

“Oh! Sorry!” They stuffed the card back, giving an awkward laugh as they looked at the numbers on the screen. Twenty-two dollars, and thirty-seven cents. Pulling out a small wad of cash, they cursed under their breath. “Shit, I don’t have enough right now. Can I put the roll back? Sorry again..” They gave an apologetic smile, scratching their neck.

Giving a little thought, Dae-Hyun sighed. “It’s fine, the roll is on me. Just give me what you have.”

Looking a bit taken back, a brighter smile soon spread across their face. “Really..!?” They handed over the money to his hand, grinning wide. “Thank you..! That’s so sweet of you!” Sweet? He never heard that word to describe him before. But he also hadn’t offered free merchandise before. Slipping all the money into the drawer, a receipt popped out before he tore it and put it in the paper bag. Rolling it, he pressed his hand under as he passed it off, letting them grab the roll with their free hand. Laughing to themselves, {Y/N} adjusted their grip. “See, they don’t know what they’re talking about.”

They hadn’t made a whole lot of conversation, mostly because he didn’t really allow a whole lot of room for any, but he couldn’t deny it felt kinda good to have someone talk to him like a person for once. And hearing this person defend him almost made him feel.. Happy. It clearly wasn’t everyday someone described him so positively. He almost didn’t want them to leave. Getting out of his thoughts again, he realized the customer already made it to the door.

“Thank you again! Have a great night!”

Before he could even respond, they were already out the door. He stared at the glass from afar, his chapped lips parting a little. He muttered a small ‘you too’ under his breath. His mind was a little blank now, just standing alone. Dae-Hyun wondered if, or when they’d be back again. They didn’t seem to be scared off or anything.. Then he realized something.

He never even caught their name.

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Ay well the parcel arrived an a gied thame a bash .

Jings an tae fuck!

The hings dae quite an astonishing nummer ,bald patch ,wan two an three cut, a' wae the same comb at the same settin!

A wis telt thit the difference between a guid an a bad herrcut is a week,well a wisnae prepared tae stoat aboot luikin like a pure ragin stauner fur a week so this mornin a huv ended up wae a nummer wan a' oor an a hat.

A will jist stick wae the auld clippers fur noo a hink,well until ma herr grows back anyway.

P.S The picture isnae eh ma herr clippin effort ,in fact the herrcut in the picture is quite professional in comparison, until a whipped the lot aff ye might eh huv presumed thit a wis sufferin fae a real bad case eh sarcoptic mange ..Ay!

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Suppressed Love (Goowon/Seo Dae Young x Yoon Myung Joo)

Summary: On this cold, lonely night, two separate halves of a heart are connected by the longing they silently share and by their hopeless attempt to seek some respite through soju.

One desires to drink to find comfort from his supressed emotions; the other drinks in hopes of meeting him again.

Once again, the colourless beverage tightens the unbreakable bond between them; and before long, his weary feet embark on their journey home to her.

AO3 | Asianfanfics

It had been a month.

Thirty wearily long days since he broke up with her.

The only time he met her was a day after their break-up, when she openly ordered him to have a talk with her during his lunch in the cafeteria. Once they were alone without the attention of a roomful of curious soldiers on them, she had furiously demanded the explanation he denied her.

“Why are we suddenly breaking up? Tell me so that I can understand.”

He wore an emotionless expression on his face, the one he knew she hated. “I told you. I don’t feel anything for you anymore.”

Her eyebrows scrunched down slightly. She stared at him with an imploring look in her eyes to stop. “I don’t believe you. We were happy during our date just a few days ago.”

They were. Incredibly so.

But happiness didn’t exist for someone like him. Not with someone as good as Myung Joo.

General Yoon, her father, made that abundantly clear.

“There is no other reason. Whether you believe me or not, that is my truth,” he maintained coldly.

“Don’t do this,” she begged him, her desperation faintly concealed by her angry tone. “How could you have changed so much?”

The muscles around his eyes involuntarily trembled. He gulped nervously and schooled his features back into a straight line. “I’m sorry, Ma’am.”

“Don’t say you’re sorry,” she snapped.

There was a pregnant pause, then the quiet, “Did Dad tell you to do it?”

Carefully, so as to not give away anything, he told her, “No, Ma’am. It was my own decision.”

“So it’s Dad,” she said calmly. Contrary to her tone, an agonising mixture of disbelief and hurt displayed across her face. He didn’t know how she came to that conclusion; he did a good job in hiding his emotions. Maybe because she knew her father.

Or perhaps no matter what smoke bombs he tossed at her, she could – would always – see through him.

Retreat, his mind urgently instructed him. He needed to leave before he subconsciously exposed himself further.

“If you’re done, Ma’am, I’ll return to my post,” he said. Straightening, he saluted her and made his way back.

“Fine. Run away from me. You’re a coward, Seo Dae Young,” she told him.

Her mocking words stopped him in his tracks. The insults were launched to hurt him, but only all they did was bounce off his armour. The only pain that pierced through his iron defence was from having to break her heart.

Because he was a coward who wanted the best for her, he continued to tramp on her heart by walking away.

Not once did they exchange anything more than a few stilted words since. Sometimes he would catch a glimpse of her in passing; such encounters was inevitable in the military base, especially if that particular someone was persistent and ranked lieutenant. Every time, her furious gaze would silently attack him with undisguised longing and the unanswerable, “Why?”

Despite his evasive manoeuvres at the base, Myung Joo consistently called and messaged him on alternate days. They accumulated in his smartphone to the point where one would think the electronic device was bought solely to communicate with her. He suspected it was part of her strategy – she wanted to plant herself in his mind so he would remember her often.

Only he did think of her. Every day.

Not one to be deterred by his lack of response, she would continue to fill his inbox with texts such as, Are you doing well? Have you eaten? Did you get hurt while training? Among them, the most commonly sent was the brief yet compact, I miss you.

Never did she know, for each time he read those three words, his reply was wordlessly reflected across the longing in his eyes.

Frustrated that her strategy was working on him, he shut the locker with a heavy sigh. He felt worn-out, both physically and mentally. The long and intensive hours at work was taking a toll on him. In an effort to distract himself, he had immersed himself into his work and lived up to his reputation as the evil instructor, putting his men through rigorous trainings which often lasted through the night. Naively, he thought if he worked himself to death, the ache in his chest might fade away.

It didn’t.

Not even the tiniest bit.

Adjusting his black wool overcoat, he left the locker room and strode along the corridor. All he wanted to do for the night was to find some elusive reprieve in the clear, transparent liquid of soju.

“...a bowl of ramen after dinner.”

He stopped outside the open office to his left. Sergeant Kim Beom Rae’s cheerfully polite voice drifted out of the office.

“At 21:30, he retired to the locker room and showered. Presently, he should be making his way back home. That is all for my report for today.”

Dae Young didn’t know whether to feel exasperated over Myung Joo’s unrelenting obsession over him or to feel a hint of joy that she hadn’t moved on from him. To save him the headache – and heartache – he chose not to think about it at all and resumed his walk.

“Y-yes? Are you okay, Lieutenant Yoon?”

His footsteps faltered.

A slither of fear slid down his spine at the thought of something happening to Myung Joo.

“...perhaps, are you drunk, Ma’am?” he asked warily.

Dae Young exhaled the breath he didn’t realise he was holding in relief. So she was safe.

Hold on – Myung Joo was drunk? The great drinker, Yoon Myung Joo? The idea itself was as ludicrous as it raining over a desert.

“Ah, you’re clearly drunk, Ma’am.” Immediately after those ignorant words left Kim Beom Rae’s mouth, he pulled the phone away from his ear. Dae Young’s lips quirked in amusement. Myung Joo probably gave him a good lecture for accusing her of being drunk.

His slight smirk instantly fell when he recalled of her current intoxicated state. There was only one reason which could have led her to drink to that extent. All fingers pointed to him.

“I-I’m sorry! ...Hello? Hello, Lieutenant Yoon?” She must have hung up on him. Lowering the phone in his hand, Kim Beom Rae tilted his head slightly in surprise. “Woah, I didn’t know she could get drunk.” When the junior sergeant caught sight of Dae Young standing outside the office the next moment, he rushed to salute him right away. “Salute! Sergeant Kim Beom Rae,” he greeted, enunciating each word.

“What happened?” Dae Young asked, not giving anything away in his tone. Like the slight worry bubbling inside him.

“Ah, about that...” he began, his eyes fidgeting. It wasn’t a secret to Dae Young that his junior sergeant regularly reported to Myung Joo; he learnt of his side-job when they pretended to be in a relationship. But ever since they broke up, he had thought she would have stopped checking on him. If Kim Beom Rae’s nervous behaviour was anything to go by, his girlfriend – ex-girlfriend – still kept up with her daily reports.

Some things never change.

His undying feelings among them.

“I was reporting to Lieutenant Yoon. I’m sorry.” The junior sergeant didn’t dare to look at him in the eye. Although Myung Joo was a lieutenant, Dae Young was still his superior officer as sergeant major. Kim Beom Rae hurriedly added, “But Lieutenant Yoon is a lieutenant, so...

“Kim Beom Rae,” Dae Young warned.

The said sergeant stood at attention again. “Sergeant Kim Beom Rae,” he responded firmly, gulping.

After giving it some thought, he decided against it. “Forget it."

“Y-yes?” Kim Beom Rae asked, in disbelief that he was being pardoned this time.

If it was any other day, and if he hadn’t already had ramen earlier, he would have ordered the junior sergeant to cook ramen with the noodles made of him as punishment. However, he didn’t feel inclined to make such command tonight. Nor was Dae Young in the mood to instruct him to run around the base in the cold night. What he needed was just to get out and grab a drink. He started to leave, when the junior sergeant called him.

“But...aren’t you going to check on Lieutenant Yoon, sir?” he asked apprehensively. Rumours of their break-up spread around the base like a wildfire after she had stormed into the cafeteria. It was impossible Kim Beom Rae hadn’t heard of the dissolved formidable military couple’s drama.

Not bothering to linger around longer, Dae Young left him with the parting words of, “Lieutenant Yoon and I have nothing to do with each other anymore.”

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...or at least that’s what he told himself.

Half an hour later, his feet found their way back to her at their usual drinking place, San Jang. Dressed in a baby blue coat, she sat alone in her seat at what once used to be their spot, the rectangular wooden table by the window which overlooked the neighbourhood.

Even from a distance, Dae Young could see the grief which weighed on her normally straight shoulders, causing them to droop pitifully. Her despair radiated from her in waves, like an evil aura which dispelled any joy in its field.

She lifted a soju bottle to refill her large glass, the one she always asked for to make her favourite somaek, only to find it devoid of any liquid. Annoyed, she opened the last full green-tinted bottle on the table crowded with its empty counterparts. Just as she tilted the bottle to pour, he gently grabbed it from her and set it back down on the table. “That’s enough,” he chided.

Glancing up at him, her glazed eyes tried to focus on his face as they squinted. Her frowning lips quickly lifted up into a drunken grin. “Oh, it’s Seo Dae Young!” Confused, she gazed around the restaurant, then at him. “Is this real? I miss you so much that I’m imagining things.” She shook her head in an attempt to clear the illusion.

“It is Seo Dae Young,” he confirmed, staring at her with an empathetic look in his eyes.

“Really?” Her voice suddenly lit up with cheeriness. “You’re really Seo Dae Young?” Instantly rising from her seat, she swayed dangerously to the sides in unbalance. He quickly extended out his arms and held her to keep her steady. “Are you okay?”

Tentatively, she reached out her hand to touch his face, as though afraid he was a delicate object which might vanish with the slightest breeze. He couldn’t help but notice immediately how soft her slender hands felt, and how much he missed it. His body yearned to lean into her warm caress, but – by some miracle – he barely restrained himself.

“It is you. You’re real. Why are you here?” She frowned, then leaned closer to him. “Perhaps...are you here because you missed me?” She smiled goofily. “Do you remember? We used to drink here on our dates. You often got so drunk that you couldn’t drive me home,” she said, chuckling as she reminisced.

“Why are you doing this?” he finally asked, his voice tinged with sadness. “This isn’t like you.”

“Why, you ask?” she slurred, stumbling back. Clutching her torso, she told him as she sobbed, “Because my heart hurts so much.” She fisted her hands and beat her own chest to prove her point. “It feels like I’m dying. It feels like I’m dying, but,” she emphasised the last word, before adding, “you’re doing just fine.”

No.

I’m suffocating.

“It’s unfair. How can you not be in any pain at all?”

I am.

Glancing up, her pleading eyes searched his impassive ones for a sign, a clue – anything – that proved he wasn’t as emotionless as he appeared to be. “Did you not love me? Not even the tiniest bit?” she asked, her tone plaintive.

Gulping, he clenched his jaw and fortified his wobbling defences. He wasn’t going to give her what she desired to see. He couldn’t.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Answer me,” she drunkenly urged him, sloppily beating his chest.

“Tell me I’m annoying.”

Punch.

“That I’m clingy.”

Punch.

“That you don’t want to see me anymore.”

Her hands fisted his wool coat and clung onto him as she hung her head. “Anything,” her voice broke, “just let me hear your voice.”

The muscles around his throat quivered. “I’ve moved on,” he forced out, staring resolutely ahead. “So should you.”

Completely ignoring his statement, either because she was drunk and didn’t register it or because she didn’t want to accept the reality, she pushed on his muscular chest as she stumbled back.

“Why did you do it?” she exclaimed drunkenly. “No matter how much I think about it, I can’t understand. Did Dad threaten to dismiss you?” Her hands waved clumsily in the air as they gestured to herself. “Am I lacking in some way? I’m not pretty enough? Or...is it because I’m not as feminine as the other girls you’ve met? If not then...”

“You’re better than all of them.” They flew out of his mouth before he knew it. No one could compare to the courage she possessed and the passionate spirit which burnt brightly inside her. Where her pride and authoritative demeanour chased the weaker men away, they were the very qualities he was attracted to. He couldn’t stand to see her degrade herself because of the likes of him.

“Then why?” she murmured.

“You deserve someone better,” he asserted without hesitation. It was the very reason which had driven him to obey General Yoon’s order.

“Why does everyone decide what I deserve?” she wailed. “I’m me. If I love you, doesn’t that make you worthy?”

Her drunken speech rendered him speechless. He swallowed the emotions crawling up his throat which begged to be spoken and withheld his response. Instead, he merely stated, “You’ve drank too much.”

“I’m not drunk! I,” she drawled out, stumbling, “am Yoon Myung Joo.” She grinned goofily, taking unsteady steps towards him. “I don’t get drunk,” she mumbled, then promptly lost her balance and fell forward.

Alarmed, he hurriedly caught her in his arms before she face-planted to the ground. “Myung Joo?” He gently nudged her but received not the slightest reaction. She was a dead weight against him.

The great “I-don’t-get-drunk” Myung Joo was out.

The irony of the situation was not lost on him. When they were dating, it was him who used to be hopelessly drunk. He always regretted how he couldn’t drive her back. Now the roles were reversed; he had the ability to do it; but there existed an impenetrable boundary between them.

It was going to be a longer night than he expected.

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The cool, fluorescent LED overhead lit up upon sensing his approaching presence. His dotted black boots steadily ascended the steps of the bright stairway to the third floor of the block. Myung Joo rested soundly against his back with her arms hanging loosely on his broad shoulders. Throughout the entire car ride, she had not once woken up from her slumber. Occasionally, she mumbled some incomprehensible words, although he could faintly make out his name in a few of them.

None of them were nice words.

Once he reached the doorstep of the unconscious woman on his back, he effortlessly entered in the password to her apartment and turned the horizontal doorknob. An expanse of light filtered into the house enshrouded in darkness, then reduced to a slit as the door closed. Courtesy of his military training and familiarity of the place, his vision adjusted to the environment devoid of light within seconds.

Being mindful to take off his boots first, he confidently strode to the bedroom. Gingerly, he laid her down on the made bed and covered her with the duvet. He quietly padded to the kitchen, switched on the light and sifted through the drawers, before he returned with the items he wanted. A military camouflage mug, a jar of water and a strip of pills sat obediently on her bedside table.

Perhaps he was getting greedy, especially for a jerk who suddenly dumped her, but he needed to see her face one last time before he left. Just a glimpse – that was enough for him to endure the constant dull ache in his chest. A stretch of the hand, the flick of a switch later, and the dim golden hues from the bedside lamp pierced through the darkness to illuminate the serene features of her face. Relief washed over him. At least in her sleep, she could find solace.

Between the two of them, he would rather he be tormented and put through the depths of hell than having her feel even the slightest prick of pain.

However, the tranquil rest didn’t last long before it was broken by the sudden furrow of her brows. Her face scrunched in agony as she fought against the unknown invader to her sleep. “Don’t go,” she whispered, her voice cracking. A lone tear escaped the confines of her eyelids and rolled down the side of her face. “I miss you.”

He gazed at her with unsuppressed sorrow. “I’m sorry,” he said softly, his deep voice a stark contrast to the quiet room. “I love you, Yoon Myung Joo. Whether or not I’m by your side, that will never change.”

Closing the distance between them, he placed a delicate kiss on her forehead – an unspoken promise to her which he could utter only through the act. It was his last intimate moment with her; the only time when he allowed himself to lower his defences.

A mental clock ticked forebodingly in his mind – the time to leave was rapidly approaching. He clenched his jaw, causing a muscle to tick. The muscles around his eyes tensed with the intense furrow of his brows. Their subtle movements betrayed the war raging inside him, waged between the part of him who yearned to run back to her loving embrace, and the other part who prioritised her future happiness over anything else.

In the end, the latter side emerged victorious, and he reluctantly withdrew. He killed off the only source of light from the bedside table and mustered every inch of strength in his body to pivot his feet in the other direction.

With each leaden step away from her, he thrust her a step closer to the brighter future she deserved.

One which, tragically, didn’t include him.

Crossing the border of her room, he shut the door between them; the soft click of the door preceded by the whispered, “Fool.”

Fin.

A/N: My first contribution to the powerful Dae Young x Myung Joo ship, born out of numerous 5-minute breaks during my studies! I miss them so much that I've resorted to take upon myself to write their scenes. I actually wrote this a while back but delayed posting it here.

#goowon #seo dae young #yoon myung joo #dots #descendants of the sun #my fanfic #angst #one of my longer works #turned out to be longer than I thought #thoroughly enjoyed writing it though #love and miss them so much

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Languages: english and im learning german and french! i can understand spanish

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Railway Constructions Pakistan Limited (RAILCOP), a Public Limited Company and a subsidiary of Ministry of Railways, Government of Pakistan requires services of dynamic & energetic professionals on contract basis for the following position(s) :

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Position

Experience

Qualification

Age Limit

Gender

Engineering Consultant

25 Years of experience of which 10 years of experience

on International Projects

BSc. Civil/Mechanical/Electrical/ Electronic or equivalent degree

Male/ Female

years

Chief Engineer

20 Years of experience in Railway Track Infrastructure

BSc. (Civil Engg)

62 Years

Male/ Female

Company Secretary/CFO

15-20 Years of relevant experience of which preferably 5 years as a Company

Secretary

55 years

Male/ Female

Chief Internal Auditor

Minimum 15 years of relevant experience of which 5 years

experience in Audit

CA/MBA/Commerce/Law Graduate

or a member of a recognized body of professional accountants, or a member of a

recognized body of corporate / chartered

secretaries Member of a recognized body of

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university recognized by HEC Masters degree in Supply Chain

Management, Logistics, or Business Administration or

equivalent degree Masters Degree in Marketing, Business Administration, or

Equivalent

50 years

Male/ Female

Director Procurement & Supply Chain

10-15 years of relevant experience preferably in Supply

Chain Operations

50 years

Male/ Female

Chief Commercial Officer

46 years

Male/ Female

Director Projects

Masters Degree in Project

Management, Business Administration, Engineering or

Equivalent

50 years

10-15 years of relevant

experience 15-20 years of relevant experience in Civil/Mechanical/ Electrical/Electronics preferably in Real Estate & Infrastructure

Projects Up to 20 years of experience with minimum 10 years of

relevant experience Minimum 15 Years of relevant

experience

Male/ Female

Project ManagerWorkshops

B.Sc (Civil/Mechanical Engg.)

Male/ Female

Years

Works ManagerWorkshops

B. Sc (Civil/Mechanical Engg.)

62 Years

Male/ Female

Sr. Manager/ Manager Procurement

Minimum 10 years of relevant

experience

Masters degree in Supply Chain

Management, Logistics, or Business Administration or

equivalent degree

45 years

Male/ Female

Manager HR

MBA-HR or equivalent degree

50 years

Malel Female

Sr. R&D Executivel R&D Executive

15-20 years of relevant experience in HR of which upto 7 Years in restructuring & OD Minimum 5 years relevant

experience 8-10 years of relevant experience in IT and database

administration

Graduate in any Engineering &

Technical Discipline

35 years

Malel Female

13. Manager IT

Masters Degree in Computer Science or equivalent degree

Male/ Female

years

Manager Costing & Budgeting

5-7 Years of working experience in budgeting

Masters Degree in Accounting & 145

Finance or equivalent degree years

Male/ Female

15. Manager Marketing

7-10 years of experience in

relevant field

MBA Marketing or relevant degree

Male/ Female

years

16. Project Manager

Minimum 10 years of experience in related field

B.Sc (Civil) Engg., preference will be given to Master's Degree in Business Law/MBA/MPM or

equivalent degree

Male/ Female

years

17. Store Manager

Minimum 10 years of experience in related field

Bachelors/Masters in Warehouse

45 Years

Malel Female

years

26.

Minimum 7 years of experience 18. Project Accountant

CA (Inter) / ICMA/MBA (Finance) 45 Male/ in related field / M. Com or equivalent degree

Female Masters in Corporate Minimum 7 years of relevant

45 Male/ Contract Specialist

experience Law/MBA/Project Management or

years Female equivalent Degree

MBA Finance, ACCA, ICMAI CA 5-7 Years of experience in

35 Male/ 20. Internal Auditor

Inter with articleship or relevant related field

Female

Degree Deputy Manager 5-7 Years of experience in

Male/ Marketing &

MBA Marketing or relevant degree Public Relations relevant field

years Female Deputy Manager Minimum 7 years of experience | CA (Inter) / ICMA/MBA (Finance) 40 Male/ F&A

in related field

/ M. Com or equivalent degree years Female

Masters Degree in Project Minimum 10 years of relevant Management, Marketing, Business 23. Bidding Specialist

Male/ experience in Bidding Administration, or equivalent years

Female

degree Assistant Manager 3-5 years of experience in

28 Male/ Marketing

relevant field BBA or relevant Degree

years Female Assistant Managerl | Minimum 3 years of experience | B.Com, ACCA or equivalent 28 Male/ F&A in related fields

degree

years Female HR Executive Up to 3 years of experience in

Male! MBA/BBA or equivalent degree related fields

Years Female Digital Marketing/ Up to 3 years of experience in BS/MS/MBA/MS-IT or equivalent

Male/ 27. SEO Executive related fields

degree

Years Female BSc Engg (Civil, Mechanical, Up to 5 Years of relevant

28 Malel 28. Assistant Engineer

Electrical, Mechatronics) or experience

years

Female

equivalent degree Minimum 7 years of relevant 3 Years Diploma in Civil/Electrical | 40 29. Quantity Surveyor

Male experience

Engineering

years Minimum 5 years of relevant 30. Land Surveyor

3 Years Diploma in Civil 40

Male experience

Engineering

3 Years Diploma in 31. CAD Operator Minimum 5 years of relevant Civil/Mechanical/Electrical

Male/ experience with CAD Software Engineering with additional course years Female

in CAD Software

DAE (Civil / Mechanical / Electrical Minimum 5 years of relevant 32. Sub-Engineer

Male/ / Electronics / experience

years Female

Mechatronics/Metallurgy) Networking 5-7 years of relevant Masters Degree in Computer

Male/ Specialist

experience

Science, IT or equivalent years Female Executive

Bachelor's/ Masters Degree in

Male/ Secretary

5 years of relevant experience Business Administration or Staff Officer

years Female

equivalent Up to 3 years of relevant

Malel IT Assistant

BCS / BS IT experience

years Female Software/ERP

Masters Degree in Software 5-7 years of relevant

Male/

Technology, Computer Science, IT Specialist experience in MIS

years Female or equivalent Bachelors/Masters Degree in any

25 Male/ 37. Internee/Trainee Up to 1 Year of experience professional Discipline including

years Female

Engineering • Company's salary package would commensurate with experience and qualification.

Please send/submit your application along with resume (C.V), degrees and a recent passport sized photograph sealed in an envelope, to the office of undersigned, clearly marking the position applied for on the envelope within 15 days after advertisement. All degrees should be verified/attested from the Higher Education Commission (HEC), where applicable. Candidates, who have already applied for the above mentioned position, need not to re-apply for the same post.

Age relaxation will be considered under relevant rules. . Only shortlisted candidates shall be called for interviews.

No TA/DA shall be admissible to the candidates participating in the interview. • The company reserves the right to accept or reject any/all applications without assigning any reason thereof.

years

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PID(I)1370/21

( Manager/HR & Operations) RAILCOP House, Pakistan Railway Carriage Factory, Sector l-11/1, IJP Road, Islamabad. Tel 051-9278276

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